I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

outside the palace.

The moon is above the willow branches, the moon is surprisingly bright, surprisingly false, and surprisingly vast.

Banque changed into the clothes of a Qin maid, sneaked out of the palace with her personal maid, and met the Chu envoy waiting at the post. As soon as she entered the room, she said: "The King of Qin has already met me, why don't you agree?"

"Oh, Your Highness Princess."

Chu Chen's face was full of wrinkles, and there was still a thin layer of oily sweat under the candle. He looked embarrassed with this hard job.

Don't know how to start either.

The class bird raised its head high, like a proud peacock, "You have to find a way."

He sighed, "The King of Qin has seen you, not by looking up to see you. Who can make King Qin look up, not by looking down at you? As a woman, King Qin does not need to bow his head. It is just above the main hall. King Qin has eyes. He can see you." When it comes to you, I also see Wei Chen, it’s just a look, it’s nothing.”

"This princess said, you have to find a way."

She walked the most dignified Chu steps, which were the shadow of all kinds of tenderness, and said with a half-sneer, "If I hadn't acted on the spur of the moment, and suddenly pretended to be sick in the main hall and came to Qin State, you might have lived in this inn all day. I don’t even know how to talk to King Qin.”

"Alas - it's difficult, it's harder than reaching the sky."

When envoys came to Qin, they were targeted everywhere, and they could only sigh.

Six hundred thousand troops came to the city, determined to conquer.

Come to seek peace at this time.

He doesn't even have any idea in his heart, so what is this other than trying to find a sword?

Ban Que twisted her waist with her hands in her hands, and the moon moved the shadows of the flowers, showing a tender look. She, Wu Nong, said in a loud voice: "Tell me, why can't King Qin see this princess? Isn't this princess beautiful?"

"beautiful."

The envoy answered casually, not even thinking of raising his eyes to look at the princess. His eyes looked extremely erratic and unreal, just like the moonlight that filtered through the sparrow in a hurry today.

She was so angry that she rushed towards Tianling Gai, just about to get angry.

But I saw the envoy's lips trembling, weaving with infinite anxiety and sadness.

Chu State is about to disappear.

Unless the gods really send a miracle, her beauty is of no use.

Banque's beautiful eyes dimmed little by little, and she slumped down on the soft cushion, not caring about any image. The tip of the nose is sore and the eyes are moist.

"I heard that Queen Qin is unparalleled in beauty. She is the only one favored by the King of Qin. It can be said that she is loved by thousands of people. Can I compare with her? Have you seen Queen Qin? Am I more beautiful than she is?"

"Oh, man is the mother of a country. If she is pregnant, she will definitely be the future King of Qin. She is also a goddess worshiped by the Qin people. She is in the harem. How can ordinary people see her? She is not beautiful. , So what if you’re not beautiful, princess, it’s time now, so stop trying to be coquettish.”

Halfway through the envoy's speech, he saw the beauty sitting alone under the lamp crying. She was as fragile as glass.

It seemed like if he said one more word, it would melt away and give him a look.

The envoy's throat was stuck.

This noble master was born into a good child. There are very few unsatisfactory things in this life.

What's going on here?

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, opened his mouth, but couldn't even utter a word of relief.

Now that the country is in crisis, everything has become blurred, including superiority and inferiority, superiority and inferiority.

The envoy left, leaving Ban Que alone.

The banquet was infinitely sad. When it walked into the courtyard, it felt so tired after being illuminated by the moon for a long time. When it was tired, it climbed down and shone on the wall-creeper, then it pounced on it and remained motionless.

When it reaches the human body, it is painful and can be felt on the skin.

She took out a white jade ring finger from her arms. There was a gap in it, and her fingertips pressed on the gap. This was the trace left by the ring finger's owner. There was still temperature on it, which was the temperature of a man.

Banque lowered her long eyelashes.

It trembles constantly, like a fish paddling in the water.

She lowered her head and sniffed.

taste.

That night, the fire soared into the sky and burned for most of the day. Everyone in the Chu State's wine shop stood on the street and looked up in that direction to see what direction it was.

East.

Whether it is Zhu Rong coming to the world.

Everyone was both noisy and silent.

Orange light imprinted on their cheeks, and they stood motionless, like terracotta warriors with orange glaze.

More and more people are heading east.

The world is so eager for light and warmth, but Banque smells the smell of grease and burning trees mixed together. It is indescribably choking and pungent. She was about to walk back to the attic when she passed a bridge and stopped.

Admire your reflection on the river.

It's so beautiful, the age of cardamom is even more beautiful, such good years, such a beautiful girl. If you have to use it to get married.

The person she was going to marry was definitely not a cripple.

Who to marry?

He must be a true king.

He must be unparalleled in martial arts, handsome and tall, occupy a high position, have a mind as broad as the vast sea, and most importantly, he must convince the people of the world. Grandpa did not allow this woman to participate in the God Sacrifice Ceremony, and speculated that her fate was not compatible with water.

But when the sparrow comes out, it chooses to be by the river.

With some awkward anger, not only was he angry about this, but he was also betting that he would be assigned to a cripple.

There are people on the bridge.

The banquet raised its head and chest, finished admiring it alone, and walked to the riverside. She easily looked up and saw him. The man was wearing a mask and getting off the carriage.

He was eight feet tall, with tiger-like arms and the waist of a wasp. His gushing power was as unshakable as a mountain.

His black silhouette fell under the ultimate splendor, making the bird seem to have fallen into the water, soaked in the ocean.

She shook her beautiful body, up, up, closer to him. The animalistic exaggeration was activated, crawling around on his body like a bug.

The man's profile was carved by a knife. He turned around and threw something out.

"Pfft."

The class bird was woken up by the smash. Maybe the sky was too gorgeous. Things that were too gorgeous always gave people a different feeling of fatality and unwillingness.

The man quickly got into the carriage, but Banque was in a daze for a long time. She had a sense of enriched emptiness, as if she was still sinking in the river, turning into water flow, algae, and the top of the waves on which the boat washed up, constantly entangled and dancing with him.

She was so crazy.

She ordered the guards, excited and incoherent: "Go, go to the water, go to the water quickly, fish, fish."

The gapped wrench was fished out.

That man's.

Banque held his breath and flicked his fingers three times to get rid of all the smell of the world, and then took a deep breath. He was as light as a fish, swimming all over the world, getting wind and rain.

That man.

The goddess said that he was in the north and had a strange soul.

"What kind of soul is that?"

"Dragon Soul."

Who else could it be.

Ying Zheng, Zhao Zheng.

This is the king she is looking for.

The king of Qin will be the common ruler of the world in the future.

Banque touched the ring finger, which was moist and smooth. She was sure that he was the man she wanted to marry. She did not care about anything, endured all the hardships and suffered, and came to the far away country of Qin.

She wanted to bloom her youth and beauty toward this man.

She should have been matched with this kind of man.

There was a lot of noise outside, and the harsh noise pulled her out of her thoughts. Banque quickly put away her thumb and walked out.

A row of palace guards stood outside.

Their bodies were covered in iron, and the fastest swords in the Qin Dynasty were strapped to their waists. The jade pendants they wore were a symbol of honor and loyalty.

The black smoke from the torches is like rising dark clouds.

Banque's eyes glanced at his frightened maids who were tied up and stuffed with towels, as well as his beloved mother-in-law who had been with them since childhood.

They were all brought by her from the Chu Kingdom, and they were her dependence and even more her face.

A word of "boldness" must be spoken out loud.

But this is Qin State.

She is a criminal in a perishing country. She has no reliance and no face.

She opened her eyes and looked at the burly leader. This leader was Chang Shi Mengyi. He was in charge of the Royal City Guards and all external affairs around King Qin.

When he saw himself, the look in his eyes even made Banque feel that he was not a woman: "Since the princess is in good health, please come back."

"Go back, where?"

Ban Que was wearing a maid's costume, straightened her back, supported her body and face, and said to Meng Yi, "If you haven't gone back, will you come back again?"

Chu was defeated.

She will also become a prisoner of Qin.

Princess or not, she is no different from ordinary people. She didn't want to go back, she stayed here, stayed in the palace, stayed with King Qin.

Meng Yi was still cold: "Princess, please go back."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

At this time, the old lady was sobbing with a cloth stuffed in her mouth. She was clearly humiliated, but she still encouraged her with her old eyes.

The goddess nodded and shook her head.

Banque bit her lip and tongue, trying to taste the blood so that it could alleviate the pain in another place.

She raised her head and walked into the night with a group of untied maids.

Banque couldn't think of it.

She will meet Queen Qin in an unexpected way.

Just outside the palace.

The Qin State had a famous "Big Mouth" that told stories in the Lunzheng Pavilion with its big mouth, attracting tourists to flock to it. The banquet took a fancy to the building with a wide view, but the waiter responded with a tone that was neither salty nor light: "There are distinguished guests there, and no amount of gold can buy them."

"Dear guest, how expensive is it?"

The waiter pointed to another Accord with a smile. After hearing this, he thought for a moment and said, "It's bigger than the sky."

How big is the sky? Who can be bigger than the sky?

Ban Que thought to himself that these barbaric people, barbarians, had never seen the world, and they just talked about it casually.

She was about to say something sarcastic.

But there was an intuition in my heart that I couldn't figure out the beginning or the end of.

Women's intuition.

She turned back to look at the fence, and there was a vague outline of a girl.

Walking in was unexpectedly smooth. As soon as the bird came in, it smelled the fragrant fragrance of flowers. Flowers of different colors, elegant and graceful, were piled up all over the house. They competed with each other regardless of their priority. They couldn't name the ones they knew. Named.

It's all carried here.

There was a young girl sitting in the intoxicating fragrance of flowers. Before her figure could be traced out, she was blocked by a gorgeous old woman with silver hair on her head.

The wrinkles of the old woman are like her words, which contain the charm of time, "You are here, my queen is waiting for you here."

The old woman left, and the bird rarely hesitated.

She regretted coming here.

I don’t know if it’s because of these beautiful and charming flowers or the girl sitting by the window.

"We met before, do you remember?"